To all I miss

I wish I had enough time in my life for everyone I would like to have time for. Miles away, hours away, meters away, minutes away, centimeters away, seconds away.

And i love you all very very much and i miss you all dearly. I hope there will be time again to be a part of your life.

And me being the child I am sometimes wonder why people go away and don't come back. And me being the teenager I am thinks the world a rather dangerous place, has realised that you really do hafta pay afterall, but am still willing to explore it, to spend and to place my heart in the center of the minefield and hope nothing hits (think mulan, army training scene). And me being the adult I am will wait and pray.

The beauty of youth is also its downfall. All that bravery, that brazen-ness, that daring, that irresponsibility, that learning of responsibility, that freedom, that radical spirit, that passion... the essence of youth that is both beautiful and damned.

We are but young padawan. Mada mada dane!